Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 399 Costume Man (1)

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After the three masters and apprentices had lunch, Yuqing and Yuzhenzi rested on the ground in the temple, preparing to recharge their spirits and catch ghosts in the evening.

But Yang Zimei was really not used to the turbid air in this ruined temple, and she couldn't sleep on the straw on the ground.

She talked to her master, walked out, and planned to find a beautiful grassland to close her eyes and rest for a while.

For her, it doesn't matter whether she sleeps or not, because her spirit can be easily recovered. However, closing her eyes and resting her mind can relax her physically and mentally.

"Sister, there is a small lawn in front, it's a very nice place."

Xiaoqian frowned at Yang Zi.

Yang Zimei raised his eyes and looked, sure enough, there was a grass field not far away, the grass on it was tender and neat, and there were various unknown small flowers blooming beside it, swaying in the wind, and there was a clear message winding in front of it. However, because there is a towering banyan tree next to it that blocks the sun, it looks particularly shady.

She walked over and sat down on the grass.

The grass was soft and smooth, very comfortable, she couldn't help but lay down, resting her hands on the back of her head, and lazily closed her eyes.

The light and shadow of the sun passing through the branches and leaves fell mottled on her white jade-like face and jet-black hair, which looked like a beautiful and quiet oil painting from a distance.

After a fierce battle last night, although Yang Zimei was still full of energy, she was already very tired psychologically.

She closed her eyes like this, and soon fell asleep.

When she was asleep, there was an extra person on the tree at some point, blinking her long black eyes, looking at her sleeping with interest.

"Sister, wake up, someone is watching you."
Yang Zimei was dreaming with Long Zhutian, when she heard Xiaoqian's cry, she woke up suddenly, opened her eyes, and met the pair of obsidian-like pupils on the tree branch.

Surprised, he sat up.

The man on the tree jumped down lightly and landed in front of her, looking at her with a smile on his lips.

Yang Zimei looked at the man in front of him in great surprise. He was about 20 years old, and he was wearing a spotless white ancient costume. He had jet-black hair that was longer than hers and hung straight down to his waist. Her thin lips were cherry red, and she turned up without smiling, and a pair of arc-long pupils shone with starlight, looking at her with a half-smile.

Do you want to make a costume drama?
Or did he wake up and travel to ancient times?

Yang Zimei looked around suspiciously, but found that the scenery had not changed.

"Sister, this man is so beautiful, and the clothes look like those on TV." Xiaoqian screamed.

Yang Zimei thought again of his jumping down from the tree just now, which was as light as a falling feather, which is impossible for ordinary people, even she, who has practiced for ten years, could not do it.

This is definitely not an actor in a costume drama.

What's more, there was no one else around.

"Who are you?"

Yang Zimei asked suspiciously.

The man in ancient costume curled his thin lips and smiled faintly, "Snow Lake."

"Snow fox? A fox's fox?" Yang Zimei's thoughts immediately froze.

"A lake of lake water." Xuehu explained.

"Uh?"

Yang Zimei blinked, she strongly suspected that he was not a human, but a fox.

The aura on his body is different from that of ordinary people, and he does not have the sinister aura of ghosts. It looks very unusual, maybe it is a legendary demon, and it is also a fox demon.

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(End of this chapter)